#pineapplebread

[dispatchvampire]

I met @pineapplebread at C2E2 and I'm fucking squeeing all over the place.

[areiton]

Hi.. I'm a fan of all your works in AO3

Always giddy whenever i see you post a new fic. Especially Stony

May I ask what fic makes you start shipping Stony? And do you ever consider any other pairing after that?

*honestly it's just an excuse to find and read more and more amazing Stony. #guilty

Thank you

Thank you! That's so sweet and very appreciated. I love hearing from folks who enjoy my writing!

I think Stony was a slow slide for me--I resisted a lot at first and came to Marvel by way of a few other ships, but a friend from another fandom @yodas-yo-yo suggested Open Field in Front of Him and it was the best characterization of Steve I'd ever seen. Between that fic and @pineapplebread art--specifically the Tattaoo AU, and her silver fox Steve series, I got hooked into writing it.

And then I just....didn't stop.

I do love Tony with other folks--Rhodey is always a fav for me, and poly pairings as well so occassionally I'll throw something of that vein out--but I find I really enjoy writing Stevetony and don't really expect to branch into other ships right now.

Of course, one day I might find a new obsession, and stop writing Stevetony--I have a pretty long history of fandom hopping--so I guess we'll see. For now, I'm here and happy. :)

OH! and if you're looking for more fic--@stevetonyweekly is my weekly rec blog with everything I read in a given week. @sabrecmcstonyficrecs has a lot of rec lists to work through, and @findingstony is lovely for digging up lost gems. Enjoy!

[navybrat817]

I was at C2E2 today and came across this artist in the artist alley. They even have a Bucky version too. Thought you might be interested 😉😘

https://twitter.com/pineapplebreads/status/1641966612700975105?s=46&t=ZQR0kGu8akG3fG0UasQNGA

(Sorry for long link)

Nonnie, first off, how was C2E2? I hope you had a blast!

Second, @pineapplebread is so incredibly talented and it makes me happy that Chris got to see and sign such a beautiful piece of art.

Third, love and thanks for sharing! I hope you have an amazing weekend. ❤️

[dirtyvulture]

🥺

Natasha for the tattoo AU. This series is always a lot of fun. 

Others in the Tattoo AU: Steve Rogers | Tony Stark | Bucky Barnes | Sam Wilson | Thor | Loki

prints are now available in my shop ⚡ pineapplebread.bigcartel.com

[nebulasan]

Finally having some time to myself after having a mini early birthday celebration and getting a couple of gifts. Especially the gift my older sister got me and I love the print she got me and I can't wait to buy a frame for it and hang it up.

[meidui]

fics about tony's aging

rough enough for love by @silkspectred

The first time they had sex was right after their first kiss. Steve dropped to his knees and then Tony reciprocated after making Steve lie down on the bed. The second time it was Steve that initiated it, slow handjobs under the hot spray of the shower, and Tony looked surprised by it. Like it was weird that Steve wanted it. Wanted him.

No Better Version of Me by talesofsuspense

When Tony announces his retirement publicly, he’s not ashamed to admit he cries.

It Will Be This, Always by @pineapplebread

Steve has started to notice recently that Tony shies away from his reflection, and finds him cataloging and criticizing his scars and greying hair. Steve finds it unacceptable that Tony sees himself as anything but beautiful and perfect.

Sixty by @sibmakesart

Tony's sixtieth birthday is coming.

will you still want me (when i'm nothing new) by meidui

It's the night of their wedding rehearsal dinner and Tony doesn't love his aging. Steve does.

Mitigation of the Mildly Miserable by @deervsheadlights

Tony wakes up to the realization that not only is he getting old, but somewhere along the way, he has also put on a noteworthy amount of chub.

Iron Man has a pouch. Wow.

A Love's Work by PGHumfort

“You’re too patient with me.” Tony replied, quietly resigned.

There had been a difficult time in Tony’s 60s, after some tabloid had published a series of pictures, gathered over the course of a few months, and titled it ’15 times Tony Stark looked like his husband’s dad’. Tony had sunken into a feverish spiral, searching for a ‘cure’ for aging while simultaneously trying to convince Steve to divorce him, because he was only going to get older.

It had taken time and long nights of talking and lovemaking to bring his husband back into the moment with him. Somehow, Tony had forgotten that Steve meant the ‘until death do us part’ portion of their vows.

four footprints (side by side) by @ladymacbethsarmy

Tony laughs mirthlessly, “I always thought I’d die as Iron Man,” he says, and it’s nothing Steve doesn’t know because Tony never held back, never hesitated back then. His eyes always said huh, maybe next time. “I didn’t think I’d make it to my sixties. And now I’m sixty two and I have no idea what awaits me.”

“A very long vacation?” Steve offers weakly, and is surprised when Tony laughs.

Silver Fox by @arukou-arukou

Howard's motto was "Stark men are made of iron." Tony's is "Never let 'em see you bleed."

[sarahowritesostucky]

Kinktober, day 25:

Blackmail | Teacher x Student | Crying

Rated: Teen

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Tags: flirting, innuendo, age gap, silverfox!Steve

Word Count: 640

Summary: "You know, you're pretty spry. For an older fellow."

A.N.: This was inspired by this fanart, by @pineapplebread

"... You know, you're pretty spry. For an older fellow."

At the sound of Barnes' voice, Steve's mouth quirks up from where he's got his back turned and has just started unwrapping his left hand. He pauses and asks, "You want to go a few rounds?"

There's a pause of consideration, and then, "No."

Steve scoffs, keeps unwrapping. "You scared?"

"Of losing? No," Barnes says. "But I'm just not sure."

Steve arches an eyebrow. "Not sure of what?"

"Of how sore a loser I might wind up bein', to you."

Steve smiles in confusion and turns around, wrapping up the binding. There stands Barnes, looking like the personification of a smarmy, cocksure grin as always. The little asshole's got the nerve to wear a Red Star Dojo tank in here, though it looks damn good on him, as do the grey sweatpants that hug right below his hipbones and show off his thighs and ass just so. Steve gives him an unimpressed look. "I've seen you take your punches, kid. You ain't a sore loser."

Bucky's eyes gleam as he bites his lip and lets it drag back out between his teeth. "I'm twenty-nine, you know."

"Twenty-nine's a kid to me."

"I'm sure it is, Grandpa."

Steve grins, invigorated by the sheer audacity of the kid, as always. But then he tells him honestly, "You're not a sore loser, Buck. You don't go down often, and when you do you're always graceful."

Bucky's grin widens as he folds his arms and leans back against one of the dojo's wooden pillars. "Oh yeah," he purrs. "I always take it real graceful, when I wind up underneath a guy." Both of Steve's eyebrows rise at the kid's innuendo, his level of daring. Bucky shoots him a wink. "That's not what I meant by being a 'sore' loser."

Steve scoffs quietly and looks down. "Oh I see."

"Do you?"

He shakes his head in amusement. This kid. "You're kind of hard to miss."

"I like to think so."

"You know: subtlety's an artform."

"Is it though?"

"Mm. Vastly undervalued in Western cultures."

Bucky's grin turns boyish. "Well that's what I'm here for. To get cultured."

"Is it?" Steve smirks. "I thought you were here to perfect the art of insubordinance."

"That's not a word."

"Beat the crap outa my students."

"I am your student."

"You're my headache," Steve drawls, walking over to where Bucky's leaning against the beam. He gets close, but Bucky doesn't move. He gets very, very close—pointedly close—fully aware of how the kid perks up in anticipation. "Take that shirt off," Steve murmurs. "Now." Bucky's eyes go bright and he bites his lip, looking delighted. Steve's mouth twitches. "Now."

Bucky's quick to obey, pulling the tank top overhead and dropping it to the floor. "Now what?" he breathes eagerly.

Steve leans in, close, lingering centimeters from Barnes' lips for a long, fraught moment. "Now ... Go grab a tank from the merch counter," he whispers. "And don't let me fuckin' see you in here in anything but the Howlies logo, from now on."

Bucky appears to have stopped breathing. His eyes go big and confused, and Steve is so supremely satisfied, he has to fight to keep a straight face. "Go on," he says, straightening up and taking a step back. He ticks his head towards the counter and then turns away all casual-like, smirking where Bucky can't see as he begins to unwrap his other hand.

Behind, Bucky makes a disbelieving sound—like a scoff, but without any breath left in his lungs to put behind it. His bare feet are silent on the tatami, but Steve's ears pick up an quietly huffed, "unbelievable," and when he looks over his shoulder a few seconds later, Barnes is gone.

He sighs and heads for the locker room, shaking his head fondly and murmuring, "Brat."

Please go check out @pineapplebread's page and artwork! That's the whole point of fanart appreciation drabbles💖

Fanart Appreciation drabbles masterpost

[animesmolbean]

Guardian of Light

(Female)

Author's Note: I have a new obsession! I saw Twisters a couple of days ago, and my God, I loved it! I have been wanting to see it for a while and I finally got to. I'm very tempted to do a fanfiction for that movie. I have stuff written for it already! I might actually do it.

Additionally, the fanart of Riku belongs to pineapplebread. Check out their page if you love Kingdom Hearts art.

Story inspiration here

Hope you enjoy the chapter! ♥️

〰️

Chapter 10: Discovery and Sacrifice

〰️

Duncan had taken the trio back into the Ornithopter as it had become night in the desert.

(Your Name) was leaning against Paul, who had one of his arms wrapped around her shoulders. The two of them were covered in a blanket.

To the trio's surprise, Dr. Liet Kynes was there, too.

‘Duncan must've found her after I jumped out the thopter. Let's hope I don't have to tell Paul I jumped out of a moving Ornithopter to save him and Jessica.’ (Your Name) thought to herself.

“Here.” Liet handed the trio something. “Drink this.”

“Harkonnens hit every population center on the planet at once. There must have been ten legions, hundreds of ships. There were Sardaukar with them. At least two battalions.” Duncan informed everyone, flying the aircraft.

“What? Are you sure?” Jessica asked softly, a blanket wrapped around her body.

“You cross swords with a Sardaukar, you know it.” Duncan replied, looking straight ahead after glancing at (Your Name). She nodded a little at Duncan's statement.

Jessica sighed, “So, the Emperor's taken a side.” She turned to Liet, “What says the Judge of the Change?”

Liet avoided eye contact, “The Emperor forbids me from saying anything at all.”

“And yet you risk your life to help us.” Paul fired back softly, pulling (Your Name) closer to his side. The girl nodded in agreement, looking at the doctor.

Liet looked away, not replying.

〰️

The sun was a pinkish orange; peeking out from behind the sand dunes when Duncan landed the Ornithopter on the land, far away from anything.

Everyone got out as other Fremen prepared for an upcoming sandstorm.

Paul and Jessica were now dressed in desert clothes. (Your Name) kept her Keyblade wielder outfit on, walking hand in hand with Paul.

Liet tried to convince her to change, but the girl said that her clothes were magical and she'll be alright.

“The storm will be here in a few hours. We'll be safe here,” Liet led the group into a bunker, “Do you know what this place is? It's an old ecological testing station. They were meant to tame the planet. Free the water locked beneath the sands.” She explained as the group followed close behind.

“Arrakis could have been a paradise. The work had begun, but then the spice was discovered. And suddenly, no one wanted the desert to go away.” She continued to explain, “Tanat, will you find stillsuits to fit our visitors?”

“Yes, Liet.” Tanat answered, walking off to get some.

“Shamir, a coffee service, please.” Liet ordered another Freman.

“Of course, Liet.” Shamir replied, walking off to fulfill her request.

“Who are you to the Fremen?” (Your Name) asked curiously.

Liet just turned to her and smiled, walking through another door with the trio. Duncan stayed behind, observing his surroundings more. (Your Name) swore she saw Duncan go after the one getting the stillsuits, but she only got a glimpse.

〰️

“Do you know what the Great Houses fear most, Dr. Kynes?” Paul asked, his hand picking up sand, “Exactly what has happened to us here. The Sardaukar coming and picking them off one by one.” Paul stood up and turned around, making eye contact with (Your Name) who stood next to Jessica.

“Only together can they stand a chance against the Imperium. Would you bear witness?” Paul started to walk forward towards the doctor, “Testify that the Emperor has moved against us here?”

“If they believe me, there would be general warfare between the Great Houses and the Emperor.”

“Chaos across the Imperium.” Jessica finished sharing a look with (Your Name) and Paul.

“Suppose me and (Your Name) present to the Emperor an alternative to chaos. The Emperor has no sons. And his daughters are yet to marry.” Paul said, offering the idea.

“You'd make a play for the throne?” Liet asked, bewildered by Paul's bold offer, “The Emperor feared the Atreides. He feared the Keyblade wielders. He brought you and (Your Name) here to kill you both. What don't you understand?”

Paul's eyes darkened.

“You're a lost boy hiding in a hole in the ground.” Liet concluded, staring at Paul who stared back.

(Your Name)’s eye twitched at the insult thrown at Paul. A lost boy hiding in the ground was the furthest thing Paul was.

“The Fremen speak of the Lisan al-Gaib and the Haris Aldaw’,” Paul started, walking around Liet.

“Careful.” Jessica warned quietly.

“The Guardian of Light, a legend that has come back to recent light; and The Voice from the Outer World who will lead them to paradise.” Paul spoke again.

“Superstition.” Liet muttered.

“I know you loved a Fremen warrior and lost him in battle.” Liet looked up at Paul in subtle surprise as he continued, “I know you walk in two worlds and are known by many names. I've seen your dream.” The male was now standing right in front of Liet.

“As emperor, Dr. Kynes, I could make a paradise of Arrakis with the wave of my hand.” Paul spoke, his tone deeper, raspier but soft.

(Your Name) felt her heartbeat pick up as butterflies formed in her stomach at the sound of his voice; knowing this man was hers and hers alone. No one can have him.

〰️

Meanwhile, in another room, soldiers were drinking water filtered from their spit.

“Do you really think he is the Mahdi?” One asked in Chakobsa, “And that girl. Do you think she is the Hamil Alnuwr?”

“They look young to me.” Another replied.

Another one shushed them.

Meanwhile, one of them turned around, like he heard something.

〰️

With the talking done, (Your Name) walked over to Duncan, who was sitting outside the door, looking down at the sand.

The male felt the girl's presence and looked up. He could tell that she wanted to ask him something.

“What is it, (Your Name)? ” He asked the girl, his voice soft.

“Earlier, during the attack, before we had to fight. You saw what was branded on my back. What was it?”

Duncan stood up, remembering that moment. “It was some sort of symbol. Shaped like a heart.”

“Could you… draw it for me?” (Your Name) asked.

Duncan nodded without question and used his finger to draw out the symbol. The blue-eyed girl watched with bated breath.

Once Duncan finished, (Your Name) looked and felt her heartbeat pick up.

She recognized that symbol.

The Dream Eater symbol.

She kneeled down and touched the symbol with her index finger.

The moment she did this, she looked down at the symbol, her eyes glazed.

A vision showed her a dream she had.

In the dream, she saw Riku standing in the crystal blue water of an island that she assumed was his home island, Destiny Islands.

He turned his head towards her, and suddenly, the area around him turned dark, but he glowed through the pitch black. He was now mostly nude, but his hips and upward were most exposed. His body showed the battle scars he got from his journey. But the prominent one was on his back. The same symbol Duncan drew for her, scarred on his back.

“(Your Name).”

Riku’s soft, deep voice broke through the silence.

The girl turned to look into his eyes. Sapphire blue meeting turquoise.

“This is a part of you too.” He spoke softly. “Embrace it. Use it to protect the things that matter.”

He smiled softly at the girl before the vision ended.

(Your Name) came back to reality with a soft gasp. She breathed in and out softly, looking around. She saw she was back in the testing station.

“(Your Name)? (Your Name), are you alright?”

She heard Duncan's voice and she turned to him. He had a concerned look on his face. She nodded, affirming her well-being.

“I know what it means.” She whispered, gesturing to the symbol drawn in the sand.

“What?” Duncan asked.

“It's a part of me. It was passed down to me.”

“By who?”

Before the girl could respond, she felt a sudden change in the environment. The others felt it too because they were looking around now, their eyes landing on Duncan and (Your Name).

“Duncan…” (Your Name) whispered. The older male walked closely towards the other door. He opened it and dark smoke appeared and disappeared, the Heartless materializing.

“Oh no, the Heartless!” (Your Name) explained, summoning her Keyblade. “Stay back everyone!”

But more trouble came; the Sardaukar emerged.

“Sardaukar!” Duncan yelled, getting out his blade.

Everyone in the back stayed put while Duncan and (Your Name) fought off the enemies.

Duncan slashed and stabbed the Sardaukar while (Your Name) slashed and used her magic to get rid of the Heartless. She even tried out a new spell she recently acquired, the Fire spell.

She shot fireballs from her Keyblade, quickly eliminating the Heartless.

Some manage to sneak past and try to attack Paul, Jessica, and Liet but (Your Name) shot fire at the Heartless before they could cause any harm to them.

More of them appeared near the defenseless group, and (Your Name) stayed with them, fighting them off and protecting them.

Once the Heartless were eliminated, (Your Name) took a deep breath and exhaled. She looked around to see if more would appear. Luckily, they didn't.

However, when (Your Name) looked at Duncan, she saw that more Sardaukar were coming.

“There's more Sardaukar!” Duncan yelled. He went over to the door and pushed the button to close it.

“No! Duncan!” Paul yelled, running towards him. (Your Name) ran after Paul.

“Paul, (Your Name), no!” Jessica yelled after the two.

Duncan turned back around to the two best friends, saluting with his blade as the door got closer to shutting.

Paul and (Your Name) ran as fast as they could to try to stop Duncan, but just as they got to the door, it closed completely.

“Duncan, no!” The teens yelled desperately, pounding their fists against the door.

(Your Name) stepped back and summoned her Keyblade and tried to slash at the door, tears welling up in her eyes as she screamed the older male's name.

The two continue to attack the door, whether with fists or a weapon, desperately trying to open it.

The blue-eyed girl stepped away, ready to take another strike at the door, but a sudden sharp pain hit her chest. She clutched her chest, falling onto her knees and letting out a groan of pain. Everyone looked at her with concern. The pain went away almost as soon as it hit.

Jessica knew what this meant.

But (Your Name) figured it out before the older woman could say anything.

“No… he's gone. He's gone!” She cried.

Paul continued to pound on the door with his fists temporarily, yelling Duncan's name.

“We have to go. We have no choice.” Liet called out.

Then, a noise could be heard. Seeing that the Sardaukar were trying to get in by cutting the door apart with a laser.

Jessica and Paul ran away from the door as the small laser fired and ripped through the door. Paul grabbed the still distraught (Your Name) by her arm and pulled her against his body. The girl was still tearing up at the loss of one of her most important people.

“Shh… it's okay…” Paul cooed, pressed a hard kiss onto her forehead. “I'm so sorry, baby.”

The (hair color) haired girl's tears didn't stop but she gripped Paul's shirt and buried her face into Paul's chest, hoping that feeling some part of him would calm her down. “He's gone… he's gone Paul… We couldn't do anything. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't save him.” She whimpered, sniffling.

“I know. I know.” Paul buried his face into the girl's hair, pressing kisses onto the crown of her head, trying his best to comfort the distraught girl.

The laser stopped firing. “Come on. Come on, come on!” Liet yelled as she ran. The three followed after her, Paul and (Your Name) holding each other's hand; the latter wiping her cheeks with her free hand to rid it of tears. The group ran down the hallways Liet led them through.

As they did, (Your Name) felt one more shot of pain in her chest before it went away seconds later. She swallowed shakily to keep herself from crying again and kept running.

“Follow the light,” Liet ordered, “You'll find a thopter ready to fly. That storm out there is your best shot. Above 5,000 meters, it's mostly dust. Climb into it. Stay on top. Head south. Find the Fremen.” She handed the equipment to them.

“What about you?” (Your Name) asked.

“You're not coming with us?” Jessica asked breathlessly.

“It only seats two. Three maybe but not four. I'll go to the next station and report this attack to the Landsraad.”

“How?” Jessica asked.

“I'm Fremen. The desert's my home.” Liet turned to (Your Name). “Protect them. Don't let them stray into the darkness.” She whispered to her. The girl nodded. “And you probably won't need a stillsuit. Part of the Haris Aldaw's power is that it is otherworldly. Protects you from other world's dangers.”

(Your Name) nodded. “All right.”

Liet adjusted the pack on her back. “Good luck.”

Paul and (Your Name) nodded to her and said in sync, “Good luck.”

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[randompersion]

Marco X Thatch ship name should be PineappleBread ngl

[colonelrogers]

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[tharkflark1]

The goodies from FanX! Thanky @pineapplebread and @polararts for the KH stuff! And Mr. Matthew Lillard for signing my poster <3

[akifanzine]

Let us introduce our wonderful contributors! Click on the image to see everyone, and see below to find their profiles!

Stay tuned to see the individual spotlights go out soon! 💙

Artists

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Writers

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[dispatchvampire]

Book nook #2. 90s vibes with another masterpiece by @pineapplebread. 18.7cm (7.36in) tall. Tiny apartment that took about a month to finish around my day job.

[c2-eh]

oooh 💖👀📚 for th3 asks! mwahhhh ❤️❤️❤️❤️

hi my love! sorry for late response, life is lifing the wrong way currently, but i am all yours now! <33

💖 A drabble that made you want 100K more words

your ABO charlos!! please, that was perfect on so many levels, i would sell my kid for you to write more

this charlos prompt by @pgaslys is a beauty!!

alsoooo charlos and blanca/lorenzo prompt my love @unabashedlycasualangel wrote

👀 A fic that you love a normal amount

win or lose (it's how you play the game) by chiliconcarlos (@f1-stuff) - charles/carlos; i am very normal about this. yes, yep, yeah

take a dirty picture by finedae (@blorbocedes) - lando/yuki; this is a series my beloved chubbs recced to me and i. am. obsessed.

and your charles engineer wip makes me so normal. yea.

📚 A fic you wish you could display on your bookshelf

Dear Mr. Fantasy by pineapplebread - steve/tony. listen, i know it's from 2019 but i am still in love with this and read it from time to time. it's fake dating au and the writing is sooo good ugh.

Soul Bond by highkeyshipper (@highkeyshipper) - charles/carlos; my wife did this and i am still in awe of this. wowowowowow i love it sm

fic rec asks meme

[alotistwowords]

[Image description: Several gifs from Good Omens with tumblr text posts edited over the top of them.

1 - Crowley shelters Aziraphale with his wings during the space storm while both are still angels. Tumblr post by manywinged reads, "literally nothing matters. except winged characters sheltering other characters under their wings. that's extremely important to me."

2 - Aziraphale looking around nervously. Tumblr post by rudiecantfail reads, "knuckle tats that say GOOD LORD".

3 - Aziraphale and Crowley cheersing their wine glasses at the end of the 1941 minisode. Tumblr post by herbertwest reads, "'Hope this doesn't awaken anything in me' I say of something that's already showered and had breakfast"

4 - Crowley grinning during his 'I'm not actually. Either [good or a lad]' line. A two-part tumblr post by inneskeeper reads, "'Are you a boy or a girl?' I'm a punchline. My pronouns are he/he/he/he/he."

5 - Aziraphale and Crowley on stage during the 1941 magic trick, with Aziraphale smiling to the audience and Crowley handling the gun, both nervously. Tumblr post by pineapplebread reads, "You've hear of sharing a bed. Now get ready for sharing a brain cell."

6 - Crowley storming towards Aziraphale to grab his lapels and kiss him. Tumblr post by impoliteprongs reads, "you're such an idiot. i will literally kiss you on the mouth."

7 - Crowley leaning against a window and grinning. Tumblr post by kamil-a reads, "I NEED A SICKO... im holding out for a sicko till the end of the night ..and hes gotta haha and hes gotta say yess at the window witha look of delight"

8 - Crowley pointing at Aziraphale and Aziraphale grinning back during the 'smitten' scene. Tumblr post by mybrainhurty reads, "bro. youre yearning. im yearning. do you think we should..? yearn for each other? haha no jk. I mean, unless.."

9 - Aziraphale as he says 'I forgive you' after the kiss. Tumblr post by dietfourloko reads, "im majoring in making my life a living hell at idiot university".

10 - Aziraphale and Crowley, circle each other, palm to palm, at the ball. Tumblr post by lady-raziel reads, "ball it we fuck".

Bonus gif - Aziraphale and Crowley stare at each other right before Aziraphale steps into the elevator to heaven. Tumblr post by saintbronte reads, "divorce is so funny. like lol whoops."

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[ao3feed-steggy]

So High School

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/uMfdjPa by justcallmenibbs pineapplebread’s Dear Mr. Fantasy, from Steve’s perspective Or— Steve recieves a letter from Tony dating from freshman year. As a result, they start fake dating. Little does Tony know, Steve is hopelessly in love with him. Loosely based on All The Boys I Loved Before. Words: 5330, Chapters: 2/9, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M Characters: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Sarah Rogers (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Peggy Carter, Edwin Jarvis, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Others lol Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, past Steve Rogers/Peggy Carter, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - High School, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Pining, Mutual Pining, steve is so in love, that boy is whipped, Steve Rogers-centric, Steve Rogers Feels, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Angst, Fluff, Angst and Fluff and Smut, whoa how did i get here?!?!, Boys In Love, Angst with a Happy Ending, enjoy gorgeous read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/uMfdjPa